Once Otto had run off with the baby in his arms, Eleanor turned to the howling wolves who had already arrived.
"Come and feel my wrath."
She demanded in fury.
She waved her hands up together by the sides and tree vines emerged from the ground before enveloping Jasmine's dead body.
She wasn't going to let them take or harm her body.
Soon Jasmine's body had completely vanished.
When there was no trace of Jasmine or her scent anywhere, she turned to finally focus the attackers.
She didn't need to see them with her eyes to know they were over forty of them.
All Aiden's loyalists, she knew.
She was going to finish them off.
At least until Otto was safe far away.
She waved a hand off and the forest answered her.
The ground trembled first.
Then it split.
Roots tore through the earth like something ancient waking from a long sleep, thick and twisted, rising with a violent force that sent two wolves flying backward before they could even land their strike.
